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“Would you care to share with us if you’re now in a relationship?”
“Why are you trying to hide the fact that you’re officially dating?”
“Who is this young lady, Mr. Edwards?”
So many questions, with no answers.
Never having experienced an encounter like this before, I’m left with an intense rush of adrenaline. My pulse accelerates, and my blood feels as if it’s been set on fire.
Climbing into the limo, I scoot as far as I can from the door, more than fortunate for the heavily tinted windows. It’s a bizarre scene outside, as the reporters try desperately to get a statement from Jaxon. Even bystanders are interested as they hurry toward the large group of people, sporting excited smiles, and eager eyes.
Without saying a single word, he hops inside and casually shuts the door.
Jaxon lifts his head and looks past me. “Jonathon, will you roll up the partition, please?”
He nods. “Of course, Sir.”
With that, the window slides up, granting us our privacy.
There’s a dull, overwhelming silence as time slowly passes by. He appears angry, and distant, sitting as far away from me as possible. Not even looking my way once, his gaze remains on his tightly, balled up fists on his lap. Tension builds and builds, to the point where I simply can’t take it anymore.
“Jaxon,” I quietly speak up. “It’s okay.”
“No,” he growls. “It isn’t okay. Nothing about this goddamn evening is okay.”
“That was a lot of reporters. Does that happen often?”
“No. That hasn’t happened in years.”
I sigh. “Well, I’m sure they didn’t see my face—”
“I’m not concerned about that.”
“Then, what’s wrong?”
“Another man put his hands on you,” he sharply breathes, setting his eyes on mine. “And I wasn’t there to protect you.”
“But, you did protect me. You got there just in time, and you must have broken his nose from the looks of all that blood.”
His eyes grow wide, dark. Empty. “He deserved much worse than that.”
“Well, I beg to differ.”
“He called you a slut.”
“I’ve been called a lot worse,” I press.
“I should’ve killed him for touching you,” he says, through clenched teeth. “I’ll fucking kill him.”
“Will you come here?”
Jaxon lifts his gaze, and it’s more than evident that my sudden request has left him baffled.
His brows furrow, and he remains still.
Cautious.
And he looks away, releasing a sharp, shallow breath.
